During the month of August i decided to post some interesting tails
about feminization, sissification and other erotic stories! this is the number 4
I hope you like it! ;)
enjoy!

Anna Malice

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Turned into a Sissy Slut

My name is Mark. I'm 19, and am around 140 lbs, thin, with a kind of girly ass. I began to fully embrace my love of dicks by watching hours of gay porn and at the same time embraced my feminine side by buying and hiding a lot of women's clothes. Still, by the time I was 18 and going off to college, I had not done anything with a man. It's not that I didn't want to or that I was scared, I just didn't know any gay or bi people around my neighborhood.

Luckily I was able to get a single room with a bathroom so I had plenty of privacy to dress up like a girl. I also managed to get a job on campus so I had some extra spending money coming in. My semester was already paid for due to a nice scholarship I earned. Otherwise, I never knew my parents, and the last foster parents I lived under were definitely not going to help me out now that I was 18. My first weekend I got one of the older dudes in my dorm to get me some vodka and I used the money I had left over to get a nice six-inch dildo, some lube, and a pink thong that said "cockslut" on it.

Before long I was lying on my bed, a bit drunk, with my legs spread while I inched in my dildo. I was dressed really slutty and had my new "cocksucker" thong on. It felt great and I closed my eyes imagining some hot guy was lying on top of me fucking my brains out. I was really turned on but I wanted to take it to another level. I had chatted with other gay and bi dudes in chat rooms for a long time, but the alcohol persuaded me to check out if there were any local people around. I pulled my laptop onto my bed and logged into a chat room for gay and bi guys.

I typed in my information into the main chat and gave my location and then waited for a while, positioning my dildo against the wall so I could just move my hips against it so it would still penetrate me. I was getting really hot and moans escaped my lips as all six inches were inside me. Before long I got a private message from a guy named JockCock22.

JockCock22: What's up slut?

I looked for a minute and was a bit surprised. It seems like I should have thought that was a rude thing to say, but it turned me on. I wasn't interested in romance, I just wanted some dick. We talked for a while longer and it turns out that he was 22 and lived on campus. He said he was bi but just liked to have sex with guys and he had only fallen in love with girls. He told me he just loved to fuck a hot asshole and have his dick sucked.

During the month of August i decided to post some interesting tails
about feminization, sissification and other erotic stories! this is the number 3
I hope you like it! ;)
enjoy!

Anna Malice

PS if english is not your own language try to translate the page by google language tools
inserting the address of this page!

A Slut Awakens

The day began like any other; I woke up, showered, wrapped my towel around myself and sat down to begin applying my makeup. I stared at myself shocked at the transformations I had undergone the past few weeks, my beautiful feminine body so smooth and curvy it could put even the most finely molded hourglass to shame. My black hair fell down my shoulders accenting my naturally puckered red lips as the tips stretched out to embrace the tops of my budding breasts, tickling my tender areolas and nearly sending me into a horny little fit.

I grabbed my comb and began styling my hair in an attempt to both distract myself from the sensation as well as move the offender from the region. As I sat there I couldn't help but reminisce about how it had all begun.

I am not a girl by birth. This is a fact. I was originally a 19 year old male fresh out of high school, and although I was what most considered average I thought myself to be very much unlike most the boys my age. I was very frail; I stood maybe 5'7 on a good day, and maybe weighed all of a hundred and ten pounds when I wasn't too busy worry about feeding my sister to eat.

My parents had just gone through an ugly divorce around the time I turned twelve, and while my father had vanished to parts unknown my mother had decided to keep the house and raise us just to spite him. So she took me and my litter sister and raised us all on her own, paying the bills, buying our clothes you name it. She worked every day for long hours and when she was at home she generally spent her time working out and keeping her body as youthful as possible.

Our lives were pretty much the same every day, I'd wake up take care of my little sister until it was time to go to school and then come home to find mom working out in her back room until it was time for dinner. After dinner she would usually pass out on the couch still in her work out clothes leaving me to put my sister down and get myself off to bed.

This regiment continued pretty regularly until the day I turned seventeen and she had decided she couldn't take being alone with the kids anymore. She began to separate from us, finding herself a new boyfriend and eventually vanishing for the most part from our home life. Eventually I took up the reigns of the parent and saw my sister graduated and moved out on her own. With my sister gone and my parents god knows where I found myself rather alone and bored in our house. I had from early childhood embraced my shortcomings as a man. I had found a strange joy in looking at pictures of gay men once we had gotten a computer. The discovery of the internet had awoken something strange inside me, I had always considered myself straight and had even dated a few girls, branching out as far as kissing and getting handjobs, yet I couldn't help branching out into the things I was finding on the internet.

I remember the first time I found shemale porn, I couldn't help myself the feeling in my stomach burned like sun itself as I ran my hands up and down my body. It was the most amazing feeling, the guilt at watching something homosexual, the joy of defying the establishment and unnoticed at the time my joy in pretending I was them as they got dominated by men. It fascinated me; boys like me could turn from nearly unwanted twiggy jokes to one of the most beautiful and desirable creatures alive.